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"He really didn't want to wait, but you're smart enough, but unfortunately your luck is not good, and I'm here. Li said wildly.

"Who are you?" said Robinson. He had never heard of such a number one person in the empire, and a strong man with distinctive characteristics like Li Ranglan should have been registered in the Dark Realm a long time ago.

Li Ranglan didn't answer Robinson's interest at all, his gaze crossed over to the blood earl from a famous family, fell on Qianye, and said, "You hurt my hand last time, and I've been thinking about this feeling." Your sword makes me look forward to it, and it shouldn't be wasted on this waste. “

How could Robinson have been insulted in this way, and immediately became furious, shouting, "I am from the oldest clan of the Holy Blood......

"I know, isn't it Paz, if your son or marquis comes, I'll be more serious. As for a guy like you who has no promotion potential, no matter how you look at it, it's a waste!"

Robinson said no more, shook his long sword, and strode towards Li Wildland. It was an insult to his name, and it had to be washed away with blood. And as the earl of the Paz clan, Robinson will not be afraid of any challenge from his peers, which is the minimum confidence of the bloodline of the twelve ancient clans.

Li Wildlan raised the cold moon and sand, and the water on the blade of the sword rippled, and in an instant, it condensed into a cloud of light blue cold air, and rushed towards Robinson.

Robinson let out a loud shout, and the blood on the long sword surged, like a stream of blood, rushing towards the cold air.

At the moment of intersection, the bright red horse training was instantly frozen, and the formless blood qi turned into frost, falling piece by piece.

Robinson's face turned pale in an instant, and even the blood-colored light in his eyes was so faint that he could barely see it, and half of his body was covered with white mist, which immediately formed a thin layer of frost. In the confrontation just now, his blood and qi were almost completely wiped out, and even his body was severely damaged, which can be said to be a complete defeat.

In front of Robinson's bleak face, Li Ranglan seemed reserved but actually smiled arrogantly, and said, "I haven't done my best!"

Robinson had some difficulty even speaking: "You! If it weren't for the sword......

"Sword?" Li Ranlan raised the cold moon and said, "This sword, even if you are bankrupt, you can't afford it." So you're still a waste, otherwise why don't you get a better sword to compete with me?"

Robinson's eyes widened in anger, and he struggled to move his steps, wanting to fight with Li Wildlan. But before he took a step, he suddenly let out a scream, and blood-colored flames suddenly erupted from his arms and legs, and the blood was burning.

"Behemoth...... Before he could finish a sentence ......will", Robinson fell headlong and turned into a blood-colored torch.

Li Ranlan looked at Qianye, and there was an indescribable taste in his smile: "You should be the Zhao family's Qianye, it's our time." ”

Qianye frowned slightly, looking him up and down. This opponent made him completely unpredictable, extremely handsome, but a little less heroic and a little more charming. When he laughed, his eyes flowed like water waves, as if he could speak, and he wanted to snatch away people's souls.

But if you look closely, you will find that there is no smile in his eyes at all. Those surging and circulating rays of light are not water waves, but sword intent and killing intent.

"Are you from the Empire?" asked Chiya.

"Of course. ”

Qianye's eyebrows furrowed even tighter: "If it's an Imperial, it doesn't seem like the time for us to do it." It's not too late to fight after you get out. ”

"Do you mean to deal with the dark race first?" Li Ranglan laughed, "This kind of talk is just to deceive fools, no matter when, on the side of our empire, on the side of the dark race, there is indispensable infighting." Don't talk nonsense, I, Li Qianglan, want to fight with you, I have to fight, and I have to fight if I don't fight!"

Qianye didn't say much, held Dongyue with both hands, and slowly lifted it, and the silver patterns on the blade of the sword lit up one by one. Seeing Li Qianglan's sword intent, it can be seen that his personality is the same as his martial arts, and he is extremely stubborn. Such people will not change their minds about what they believe.

Li Ranglan stared at the force that was contained in Dongyue, but he frowned, and suddenly the sword blade was a little far away, and a blue light as thin as a hair instantly shot on the blade of Dongyue's sword. With a ding, it was as if the two divine weapons had really exchanged a blow, which made Dongyue tremble, and the crimson force on the sword rose up, and pieces of golden light appeared.

Qianye was taken aback, the blow just now was extremely fast, and the freezing qi contained in it was extremely domineering, almost crushing the force attached to Dongyue. Li Wildlan's Frost Force was only a little worse than Dawn Qiming in terms of attributes, but it was too strong in terms of quantity, and it was just a tentative blow that made Qianye almost unable to hold Dongyue.

Li Ranlan looked at it, but frowned slightly, and said, "You do have injuries on your body, and they are not light." With only the power of a few swords, how can you play this?"

Qianye didn't have any expression on his face, but he was also curious about Li Qianglan's identity in his heart, just by hitting him in the air, he could see through his current state, this ability is not trivial. In addition to possessing abilities similar to true vision, this young man in blue's martial arts realm must have also reached an extremely high level.

Li Ranlan's eyebrows quickly expanded, and said, "Okay, I won't take advantage of you too much, let's just fight like this first!"

Saying that, he didn't care about Qianye's reaction at all, just a sword cut at Qianye's throat from afar. The cold moon cage sand moved, and a water blue sword light had already arrived in front of him.

This sword was so fast that even Qianye's reaction speed didn't have time to dodge, with the basic sword skills that had been tempered thousands of times and the fighting instinct obtained from the bloody battle of life and death, he lifted Dongyue in front of his throat, and he could block the blue light.

With a ding, the blue light exploded on Dongyue, and it turned out to be just a small piece of Xiaoice. But Qianye's whole body shook violently, and he took a few steps back, and a thin layer of frost appeared on his body and face. But unlike Robinson, Qianye's body shook, and the frost shattered, as if it was just some snowflakes on a snowy day.

This is not only a contest of the Force, but also relies on the strength of the body to get rid of the shackles of freezing gas. Li Ranlan's eyes lit up and said, "It's a little interesting!"

The cold moon cage sand swung several times in an instant, the sword was as fast as lightning, and almost blue light appeared in front of Qianye's eyes, and the sword qi arrived in front of him. Under this attack frequency, all sword skills and predictions were invalid, he simply closed his eyes slightly, and did not look at the dazzling sword light, he could only rely on instinctive reactions to swing his sword to resist.

Dongyue swung east and west in Qianye's hand, looking quite clumsy and looking out of order, but he blocked all the sword qi one by one.

"Good swordsmanship!" Li Ranglan praised.

He stepped forward, ten meters in one step, and the tip of the sword suddenly rose, and it had already reached the tip of Qianye's nose!

This sword is so fast that it is almost incomprehensible, and Qianye is holding Dongyue, and he can't compare the speed of the sword with Li Qianglan. He simply ignored the sword stabbed in front of him, and Dongyue swung diagonally, sweeping towards Li Ranglan's waist. This is the same way of playing, Li Wildlan can pierce Qianye's head with a sword, but he will also be cut in half by Qianye.

Li Ranglan suddenly let go of the cold moon cage sand, stretched out his hand and slapped on the blade of Dongyue's sword, and the lightless heavy sword was like being squeezed vigorously, and it was sideways. His movements were as swift as lightning, as smooth as a cloud of water, and after striking out with one palm, he gripped the hilt of his sword again, and continued to stab forward, as if the cold moon had never paused at all.

As soon as Qianye's wrist was forced, Dongyue's sword blade sank with his palm, and the tip of the sword pierced into the ground. Immediately, Qianye grabbed the hilt of the sword and shook it horizontally, and Dongyue cut towards Li Yanlan like a guillotine. As long as he is brought by Dongyue Jianfeng, then Li Qianglan will not be able to protect his legs.

Li Ranglan weighed the pros and cons, and had to take a step back to avoid Dongyue, but how could he be forced to retreat so easily, when changing his footwork, he stretched out his hand with the hilt of the cold moon cage sand, and the water blue ice sword took off again, but this time it spun up, circled in the air, and slashed towards the back of the head of Qianye. At the same time, after he let Dongyue Jianfeng pass, he ravaged his body and attacked Qianye with his bare hands.

At this moment, Li Wildlan and the Cold Moon Cage Sand Man Sword were separated, like two masters with tacit understanding, besieging Qianye together.

Qianye didn't seem to care about being cut by the blade like an ice knife, instead of retreating, he advanced directly, and fought with him more than ten times in an instant, and then turned sideways to avoid the cold moon cage sand that attacked from the rear. On the way to shift, Qianye made a backhand copy, holding Dongyue as if he had an eye behind his back, and the horizontal sword was blocked in front of him.

Li Ranglan did not relax, chasing Qianye, when his figure passed through the cold moon cage sand, his shoulders shrugged slightly, and with a light touch on the plane of the blade, the ice sword actually rolled in the air, slashing towards Qianye again.

This is a battle that Qianye has never experienced, Li Wildlan and Cold Moon Langsha coincide at the same time, and more often than not, this sword is not actually held in his hand. However, whether it was the fingertips, shoulders, or even the cuffs and corners of his clothes, any part of Li Ranglan's body came into contact with the Cold Moon Langsha, and this sword was like gaining soul and life, and it would slash towards Qianye from an unbelievable angle.

At this moment, the man and the sword seemed to be two different entities, attacking around the thousand nights, and this tactic correspondingly squeezed his dodge and change space.

Qianye responded calmly, retreating freely in a small square inch, he tried to shoot down the cold moon cage sand several times, but whether it was a man or a sword, the attack was too fast and weird to organize a complete counterattack.

Perhaps Li Ranglan is still slightly inferior to Zhao Jundu in terms of combat skills, and he has not reached the realm of perfection like the latter. But Li Wildlan's speed is too fast, the Force attribute is weird and large, and the crystal sword itself is too sharp, even if Qianye sees a flaw, he can't take advantage of it, so his flaw will not become a flaw.

Between breaths, the two had fought hundreds of times. Li Qianglan's sword is divided, and all kinds of secret fighting skills bloom like flowers in his hands, making people look flawless and almost suffocated.

Qianye's fighting style is much rougher and more rustic, turning over and over is the fighting skills and basic swordsmanship in the army, and many times it is not even a fighting technique, just a block in the east and a punch in the west.

However, it is this clumsy style of play that can block all of Li Anglan's attacks, even if it is sometimes unstoppable, it will force Li Ranglan to abandon the attack and turn to defense with a lose-lose move that cannot be solved.

When the fight was hearty, Li Ranglan turned into two blue streamers with one person and one sword, flying around the thousand nights, and the offensive was like the waves of the Yangtze River. And a thousand nights are like a torrent rock, always standing still.

"Good swordsmanship! This move is amazing! Interesting!" Li Ranglan kept praising it.

When the battle was at its worst, Li Wildan suddenly took a step back, stood ten meters away, and looked at Qianye calmly, not even a drop of sweat on his forehead. Qianye's chest rose and fell rapidly, his face was pale, and his breath was much weaker.

Li Wildlan looked at Qianye, and suddenly said, "Why do you look like you're injured?"

Qianye was just silent, reaching out to put his hand on the hilt of Dongyue's sword that was slanted into the ground, staring at Li Ranlan.

This is the most terrifying opponent he has ever seen in his life, even Zhao Jundu, because of his rank and weapon, he may be slightly inferior in combat power, and this young man looks only about the same age as Zhao Yuying.